Chapter 40 What's going on here? This is the president's wife.

As soon as I came down from the teaching building, I saw two large open spaces in front and behind, with golden osmanthus trees planted along the walls.

The building downstairs from the design school is quite different from other schools.

Romance infuses the design with charm.

Many young women were taking photos downstairs. Osmanthus blossoms were falling like rain, and the ground was covered with osmanthus flowers, making it a truly enchanting sight.

When Song Nian'an saw the osmanthus flowers, she thought of Wen Jing.

An older man who spends all his time in the office or socializing needs some romance to spice up his life.

"Cheng Letian, please ask for leave for me this afternoon. If the teacher asks, just say I fell into a latrine this morning and went to the hospital."

Cheng Letian was stunned. It was just asking for leave; did he really need to make such a big deal out of it?

Song Nian'an picked up the small branches and leaves from the ground with a small bag.

An injured kitten wobbled across the roadside.

Song Nian'an bent down and petted the cat. The cat seemed to have a spirit and kept rubbing against his trouser leg.

He happened to have a sausage in his bag, so he took it out, tore open the packaging, and threw it on the ground. He then went to buy a carton of milk. When he came back, he saw the cat sitting obediently, waiting for him.

The cat wasn't interested in the milk carton; it scratched a couple of times but still rubbed against Song Nian'an.

He sighed, scooped up the kitten, and nestled it under his armpit. Since they were destined to meet, he decided to take it home and raise it.

However, Song Nian'an looked at the cat and rubbed its nose. "You need to take a bath first, then go to the vet to get it checked out and see if there's anything seriously wrong with its leg. Be good and wait for me, I'll go get permission from its guardian." The cat's eyes widened and blinked as if it understood what he was saying.

"But don't worry, I'll definitely take you home. After all, what I like, my husband will definitely like too, don't you think?"

"Meow~" Yes, you're right.

After settling the kitten in the hospital, I checked the time and it was already 1 p.m. I wondered how much of Wen Jing's afternoon nap time was left.

Thinking of giving Wen Jing a little surprise, he didn't message Wen Jing beforehand, and just scanned a shared bike and rode over.

Having visited Wen Jing's company so many times, this was the first time she had ridden her own bike. Watching the workaholics rushing around for a living on the road, Song Nian'an felt more and more grateful for her good fortune and increasingly wanted to do something to enrich her life.

What are you thinking about? Go find your husband first! I pedaled faster and faster, and the two wheels turned into wheels of fire.

With a sudden stop, we arrived.

He pushed open the door, and the people coming and going in the hall noticed him.

That was a smell that didn't belong to the corporate slaves.

The boy was wearing a gray sweatshirt from the series of sports sweatshirts that Mr. Wen had bought. The neckline was quite large (so that Mr. Wen could easily nibble on his collarbone), revealing his fair neck and lines.

She smelled of the wind that had just blown by. It wasn't the cigarette she smoked to relieve stress when she was at her wit's end, nor the perfume she wore to enhance her appearance before going out. It was just the smell of the wind, the smell of freedom!

After only two seconds of eye contact, everyone went back to their work.

Song Nian'an wanted to take the president's elevator, but with so many people around, he felt a little embarrassed.

People suspected of terrorism should not be present during lunch break!

He walked toward the staff elevator, but was stopped by the receptionist.

"Excuse me... employee, which department are you from? I've never seen you before."

The receptionist, acting on her job responsibilities, asked with a troubled expression.

Song Nian'an smiled politely and said, "I'm here to see Wen Jing."

At that moment, he regretted it. He should have chosen to work in the CEO elevator instead.

Now he'll probably be treated like a kid harassing the CEO and kicked out.

Although the boy was handsome and cute, how could she directly ask to see the boss? She couldn't afford to take that responsibility.

In addition, with the secretary recently dismissed, everyone is even more wary of the big boss's visitors.

The receptionist maintained her professional demeanor and asked, "Have you made an appointment with Mr. Wen's assistant? If not..."

Song Nian'an thought, she couldn't very well call Wen Jing and say, "Hey, I'm downstairs, but the receptionist won't let me in," could she?

Let's turn around and take the executive elevator over there.

He said to the young lady, "Sorry, I got the wrong person." He then put on his backpack and walked towards the middle elevator.

The receptionist sighed as she looked at his innocent face. She'd saved her job; it seemed like another guy trying to curry favor. Luckily, she'd been quick-witted.

Unexpectedly, the young man walked straight towards the president's elevator right under her nose!

She immediately used her walkie-talkie to call security, "Security room, someone is causing trouble in the lobby and is now heading towards the president's elevator."

Everyone has heard how terrifying it is when President Wen gets angry!

Getting into trouble is not something a receptionist or a security guard can handle.

Several security guards rushed out, grabbed Song Nian'an's arms, and dragged her outside.

"No, I really came to see Wen Jing. I don't take the employee elevator; I have the fingerprints for the president's elevator!"

Song Nian'an felt extremely wronged; why was she about to be thrown out of her husband's company?

The receptionist's eyes weren't like this just now.

The assistant, who had just finished lunch, came in through the main door and saw this scene.

"Oh my god, what are you doing! Let him go!"

Every day I see videos of President Wen holding his beloved baby while security guards throw him out the gate!

The assistant's heart was in her throat. Did you all want to die?!

I still have a mortgage to pay!

I'm paying off my mortgage!

lay down!

"What are you all doing? This is the president's wife!"

Ah, everyone around looked on with question marks.

To be precise, they were completely bewildered and shocked.

Especially that receptionist girl called security guard.

Damn, the CEO's wife is a primary school student?

The receptionist imagined a million scenarios of being fired by Mr. Wen, wishing she could become Doctor Strange and rewind time.

The assistant quickly pulled Song Nian'an inside.

Today is a workday, and President Wen is at the company. His wife should be in class, so why is she at the company?

Could it be that they've come to check up on me?

The little assistant was starting to show off, so I'd better give her a proper report. She was arm in arm with Song Nian'an, looking like a pair of sweet sisters.

"Boss lady, let me tell you, none of the company's three vice presidents are women; they are all three middle-aged, overweight old men."

I have seen that before.

"Also, there was a HR person among the senior executives who used to flirt with President Wen and was always trying to ask him out to dinner. Later, President Wen transferred him to manage the warehouse!"

That was considered showing mercy.

"Mr. Wen has also withdrawn his investment from Shen Zhuangyue's company. He has handed over all the inappropriate remarks he made to the legal department and sent lawyer's letters to the marketing accounts."

Wow, that was quick!

"And another thing, Mrs. Wen? We always see you during Mr. Wen's video conferences. We think you're so cute, like a little dumpling. Now that we're good friends, add me on WeChat. I'll message you immediately if Mr. Wen makes any moves. I'm on your side, and I'll definitely be your little undercover agent!"

Song Nian'an finally had a chance to speak, "Thank you for telling me. This is my WeChat ID, please scan it." She took out a QR code and continued, "There's no need for an undercover operation..."

"It's not hard work at all. With you taking such good care of President Wen, our work will be much easier and more enjoyable! See, the pressure has been much less lately!"

The assistant was beaming with pride. Winning over the boss's wife was far more useful than winning over the boss himself; now, buying a car was a sure thing.

Seeing the receptionist standing there, sweating profusely with nervousness,

Song Nian'an leaned on the bar counter, tilted her head and looked at her, saying, "Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't explain clearly just now. I just didn't want too many people to know, I didn't mean to make it so complicated. Don't worry, I won't say anything, just let me in secretly next time."

In an instant, the elementary school student in front of her transformed into a giant of light, the clouds dispersed, and the young woman was moved to tears.

From now on, Mrs. President, I will be the guardian of your love with President Wen, and I will definitely stop any unwanted suitors from entering your life!

The assistant glanced at the people around him and said, "Everyone, go and do your own thing."

The crowd dispersed, but this minor commotion stirred up quite a stir in the company's gossip group.

The topic of a CEO seducing a minor to become his wife, and the CEO's wife being pretty, cute, gentle, and virtuous, temporarily overshadowed the work itself.